"I have just told her what her tip on Rock Island had made for her," Bob replied.
"Ah! She will get a nice plum out of the pie. But look here, girls. If you give us away, there's no telling what may happen. It would do mischief, and a lot of it, too."
"I won't say a word," said Gertie.
"Nor will I," said Callie.
"Well, let's see if girls really can keep a secret," and then he sat down and told how he had given Bowles and Bryant a deadly blow, and how the old man had to be carried out of the Exchange.
"Great Scott!" exclaimed Bob. "I'd have given a thousand to have seen Bryant when he got it in the neck."
"Oh, he was sick," said Fred. "You'd have to buy a bale of wool to hang up if you want to display his fleece."
"That would be cruel," said Gertie.
They all laughed and were a happy party. Fred sent out and ordered a carriage to take them off uptown, saying:
"I don't want to meet any of those fellows to-day."